Friday, April 23, 2010

hey sad turtle,

have some time here, so truth hangs slowly together. Her soft touch hazard should take his sombre throat. How shall this hairy siren tributary hide silver tightrope heaven? Shoot tuna heart symphonies 'til holiday sunflowers tell historic shadow tales. Happy sonata Tuesday! Hilarious seashell tulip! Heinous salt tundra! Hallowed skirt tool hangs sweetly, hardly stating things he says trump hockey sticks. Tell him, Sharon, "today happened, so tomorrow harbours significant threat." Help save theatres. Heave sour trumpet.

question: how should Tallulah?

mompoet - tacks

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